9 thoughts on “Sharing, a poem

  1. *sigh* I hate that part of cohabiting with children/spouse. I’ve given up on many things, but I still fight for my drinks (And will fight to the pain)—NO kid backwash in there, thanks. My husband still hasn’t learned to respect this yet though. At least he doesn’t leave pieces of chewed carrot or hotdog bun floating in it though.

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